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Greenwood?” Kedar inquired.
Samantha looked at him, puzzled, “Yea, why? Where are we?”
Kedar smiled, “The border of Greenwood and Westbrook, on the Greenwood side. Go up the street fifteen feet and you’re in Westbrook.” Kedar explained pointing.
“Oh… I see…” Samantha mumbled. She looked back where Kedar had pointed. That meant there weren’t very far from Heather’s house.
Kedar nodded, “So, if I get us to Main Street, I’m sure you can get us to your house.
Samantha nodded slowly, “I can do that.”
Kedar smiled and continued to drive down the street, “So are you going to tell me your name? You’ve neglected to give it to me, you know.”
“Oh…I’m sorry. My name’s Samantha…”
Kedar stopped at a stop sign and looked at her, “Samantha. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”
Samantha turned dark red and looked away from Kedar, staring out the window, “thank you…” She mumbled.
Kedar chuckled a bit, “You don’t need to be so shy. I just tell it how I see it.” He continued to drive forward.
Samantha looked at Kedar, “Well thanks. So, why are you living all on your own? You look barely old enough to be out of high school.”
“I inherited the house from my grandfather. He passed away about two years ago…” Kedar’s response was soft and his voice was tight. He shifted in his seat.
Samantha could tell that she had made him uncomfortable, “I’m sorry…”
He shook his head, “He was a good man. He lived a full life. He left me everything, the house, all his worldly possessions, and his store. I’m not too good at finances so I have a family friend take care of it all for me. Plus, I work at Taylor’s Auto Body Shop five days a week.”
“Really? My car was towed there yesterday…” Samantha blushed again and began to play with her hair.
“Oh? Which car is yours?”
“It’s a black nineteen-ninety-eight Chevy Cavalier.”
“I’ll make sure it’s taken care of. The shop belonged to my grandfather. He sold it to the friend that does my finances before he died. So, I can make sure that your car will be running smoothly when you get it back.”
Samantha smiled wide, “Thanks so much, you don’t have to, you know.”
“I want to…” Kedar insisted, smiling warmly at Samantha.
Samantha looked at her lap and crossed her legs, “So, what’s the name of the store that you own?” She uncrossed her legs.
Kedar smirked, “Wooden it be Nice on Main Street,” he chuckled at the name of the store, “My grandfather named it.”
“That quaint little furniture store? No wonder you can afford to live on your own,” Samantha remarked, crossing her legs again.
Kedar pulled out of the heavily wooded area onto Main Street. He looked at Samantha, “Elk Street?”
“Elk Drive,” Samantha corrected him, “It’s the second right and my house is the last one on the street.”
Kedar nodded, “Alright, easy enough,” He said in response.
There was an awkward silence. Samantha cleared her throat to break the silence, “So, when did you graduate from high school?” She inquired as she once again uncrossed her legs.
“I was homeschooled. I completed all of the credentials to finish high school and received a certificate from the state about three years ago.” He replied.
“That explains why I’ve never seen you before.”
“We’ve probably met in passing before but don’t even know it,” Kedar glanced down at Samantha’s legs as she crossed them again. He gently placed his hand lightly on her thigh, “Are you nervous? Or do you always fidget this much?”
“What? Oh, no…” She blushed dark red once again.
Kedar smiled and put his hand back on the steering wheel, “So, is a girl as pretty as you a single girl?”
Samantha giggled a bit and twirled her hair more, then she frowned and she looked at Kedar.
He turned onto her street and glanced at
Samantha looked at him, puzzled, “Yea, why? Where are we?”
Kedar smiled, “The border of Greenwood and Westbrook, on the Greenwood side. Go up the street fifteen feet and you’re in Westbrook.” Kedar explained pointing.
“Oh… I see…” Samantha mumbled. She looked back where Kedar had pointed. That meant there weren’t very far from Heather’s house.
Kedar nodded, “So, if I get us to Main Street, I’m sure you can get us to your house.
Samantha nodded slowly, “I can do that.”
Kedar smiled and continued to drive down the street, “So are you going to tell me your name? You’ve neglected to give it to me, you know.”
“Oh…I’m sorry. My name’s Samantha…”
Kedar stopped at a stop sign and looked at her, “Samantha. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”
Samantha turned dark red and looked away from Kedar, staring out the window, “thank you…” She mumbled.
Kedar chuckled a bit, “You don’t need to be so shy. I just tell it how I see it.” He continued to drive forward.
Samantha looked at Kedar, “Well thanks. So, why are you living all on your own? You look barely old enough to be out of high school.”
“I inherited the house from my grandfather. He passed away about two years ago…” Kedar’s response was soft and his voice was tight. He shifted in his seat.
Samantha could tell that she had made him uncomfortable, “I’m sorry…”
He shook his head, “He was a good man. He lived a full life. He left me everything, the house, all his worldly possessions, and his store. I’m not too good at finances so I have a family friend take care of it all for me. Plus, I work at Taylor’s Auto Body Shop five days a week.”
“Really? My car was towed there yesterday…” Samantha blushed again and began to play with her hair.
“Oh? Which car is yours?”
“It’s a black nineteen-ninety-eight Chevy Cavalier.”
“I’ll make sure it’s taken care of. The shop belonged to my grandfather. He sold it to the friend that does my finances before he died. So, I can make sure that your car will be running smoothly when you get it back.”
Samantha smiled wide, “Thanks so much, you don’t have to, you know.”
“I want to…” Kedar insisted, smiling warmly at Samantha.
Samantha looked at her lap and crossed her legs, “So, what’s the name of the store that you own?” She uncrossed her legs.
Kedar smirked, “Wooden it be Nice on Main Street,” he chuckled at the name of the store, “My grandfather named it.”
“That quaint little furniture store? No wonder you can afford to live on your own,” Samantha remarked, crossing her legs again.
Kedar pulled out of the heavily wooded area onto Main Street. He looked at Samantha, “Elk Street?”
“Elk Drive,” Samantha corrected him, “It’s the second right and my house is the last one on the street.”
Kedar nodded, “Alright, easy enough,” He said in response.
There was an awkward silence. Samantha cleared her throat to break the silence, “So, when did you graduate from high school?” She inquired as she once again uncrossed her legs.
“I was homeschooled. I completed all of the credentials to finish high school and received a certificate from the state about three years ago.” He replied.
“That explains why I’ve never seen you before.”
“We’ve probably met in passing before but don’t even know it,” Kedar glanced down at Samantha’s legs as she crossed them again. He gently placed his hand lightly on her thigh, “Are you nervous? Or do you always fidget this much?”
“What? Oh, no…” She blushed dark red once again.
Kedar smiled and put his hand back on the steering wheel, “So, is a girl as pretty as you a single girl?”
Samantha giggled a bit and twirled her hair more, then she frowned and she looked at Kedar.
He turned onto her street and glanced at
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